A wonderful story of love rediscovered. I read it two years ago when first it was shared, and have just read it again. Happy Birthday to Hugh’s Badger Mum!
I think it is to our shame, as a supposedly civilised society, that so many women like lovely Badger have been forced to experience such devastating loss, and needless feelings of guilt throughout their lives.
I love this story so much, Hugh, and was happy to read it again! Sorry for the suffering involved but perhaps it makes the joy that much sweeter. Happy 80th to your lovely mum and many more! So pleased for you both that you’ve had 20 (so far) wonderful years together! Long may you both continue.
I'm so pleased that you did meet your real mum, she was the one who knew you before anyone else...
I had to let my two middle children go to live with their father, much against my wishes but for their safety. My partner was very violent and was abusing them physically and emotionally and I had been isolated from all forms of support so felt unable to pack up our lives and leave again..I had nowhere to go...
I pray every day that they will get in touch with me and I can get the chance to rebuild the bond we had.. but with every passing year I feel it getting less likely that they will ever contact me, I have no way of getting in touch with them and I don't want to upset them by hunting for them and appearing out of the blue...
I cling to the hope that one day they will reach out and realise I did the best I could at the time, and that it broke my heart to send them to the man who had abused us in every way possible, but had not done anywhere near as much damage to them as my now ex husband had done, I wanted them to be with family not strangers and none of my family were willing to help me...
It's been 22 years since I last saw them, but I still hope for a miracle to happen one day 🙏🏼 💔😢🫂💜
Also may i add. We are kind and beautiful to animals because it's in our heart, but a lot of it instilled by peers and bred in to us. If we teach our children to love nature they will pass it down to the next
Bless you for sharing once more. I'm so glad you and your Mum reconnected. I'm sad you found such a disconnection with your foster/adoptive parents. I know this can happen. But I hope your Mum has a fabulous birthday.
This is an exceptional story which though exceptional has, I'm sure, resonances for many other people who have found themselves in similar circumstances. I had achieved later teens before I was taken on one side and told that my name had been changed from Meyer to Martin due to my grandparents fleeing Germany. I eventually changed it back but it opened up a whole story of ancestry that I didn't know about. I never met those grandparents but as a consequence I discovered two maiden aunts that I had thought were just weird friends of my father's!. I guess parents have to debate lots of 'stuff' before disclosing such intimate stories. Thanks Hugh.
A wonderful story of love rediscovered. I read it two years ago when first it was shared, and have just read it again. Happy Birthday to Hugh’s Badger Mum!
I think it is to our shame, as a supposedly civilised society, that so many women like lovely Badger have been forced to experience such devastating loss, and needless feelings of guilt throughout their lives.
Many of those stories will never now be told.
Bless them all - the Mums and their babies.
thank you Ann x
I love this story so much, Hugh, and was happy to read it again! Sorry for the suffering involved but perhaps it makes the joy that much sweeter. Happy 80th to your lovely mum and many more! So pleased for you both that you’ve had 20 (so far) wonderful years together! Long may you both continue.
I'm so pleased that you did meet your real mum, she was the one who knew you before anyone else...
I had to let my two middle children go to live with their father, much against my wishes but for their safety. My partner was very violent and was abusing them physically and emotionally and I had been isolated from all forms of support so felt unable to pack up our lives and leave again..I had nowhere to go...
I pray every day that they will get in touch with me and I can get the chance to rebuild the bond we had.. but with every passing year I feel it getting less likely that they will ever contact me, I have no way of getting in touch with them and I don't want to upset them by hunting for them and appearing out of the blue...
I cling to the hope that one day they will reach out and realise I did the best I could at the time, and that it broke my heart to send them to the man who had abused us in every way possible, but had not done anywhere near as much damage to them as my now ex husband had done, I wanted them to be with family not strangers and none of my family were willing to help me...
It's been 22 years since I last saw them, but I still hope for a miracle to happen one day 🙏🏼 💔😢🫂💜
that is heartbreaking - I hope that they do reach out - part of my trigger was realising I was about to become a parent ...
Beautiful, and what a happy ending. You truly know where your roots come from. Hope you get many more years of rekindling your relationship x
Also may i add. We are kind and beautiful to animals because it's in our heart, but a lot of it instilled by peers and bred in to us. If we teach our children to love nature they will pass it down to the next
Bless you for sharing once more. I'm so glad you and your Mum reconnected. I'm sad you found such a disconnection with your foster/adoptive parents. I know this can happen. But I hope your Mum has a fabulous birthday.
Love this story and glad to read it again, very moving!
Brought tears to my eyes. So glad you got together. So many questions and explanations answered
I read this two years ago and found it a very uplifting story.
Happy birthday to Badger, so glad you managed to have 20years so far together.
❤️❤️
This is an exceptional story which though exceptional has, I'm sure, resonances for many other people who have found themselves in similar circumstances. I had achieved later teens before I was taken on one side and told that my name had been changed from Meyer to Martin due to my grandparents fleeing Germany. I eventually changed it back but it opened up a whole story of ancestry that I didn't know about. I never met those grandparents but as a consequence I discovered two maiden aunts that I had thought were just weird friends of my father's!. I guess parents have to debate lots of 'stuff' before disclosing such intimate stories. Thanks Hugh.